Painted Faces

Chapter Six

i'm terribly sorry i missed last Friday's upload. for some odd reason my lap top's internet hasnt been working fully. well it hasnt been working at all. i lost this chapter and had to retype it and then my internet wasnt working so then i retyped it onto my phone in order to upload it to here. lots of work so i decided to just do half of this chapter for now and upload the rest later. sorry for the wait. and any erros from my phone O_o

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The cool breeze was blowing my blond hair every which way as I sat outside a little Café in downtown Paris. The view was wonderful. The cute little shops busy with people hurrying about from place to place and people buzzing by on little moped and scooters, oh and the Eiffel tower was absolutely breathtaking. There were hardly any clouds in the bright vibrant blue sky, causing a nice backdrop for the Eiffel tower in all its glory.

I had been kept up most the night by someone’s loud rap music in a language that I couldn’t understand whatsoever, so it’s about midday now and completely sleep deprived. I was just enjoying the quiet scenery of the city. Ruth had texted me this morning saying her and the guys weren’t going to be coming into town for a few days because Sam wanted to visit some family on the way to Paris or something, looks like I’m stuck avoiding my annoying neighbor on my own. 

As I finished my cup of coffee and my blueberry muffin I decided it would be rather nice to visit the lovely art museums, since we were on a trip for an art school. I put my phone, sketchbook and supplies into my bag and started walking down the road to hail a taxi. It was so relaxing to just stand there and take in the marvelous works of art, some hundreds of years old. Each one different then the next but yet every one were so beautiful. 

About forty minutes of staring and taking in the paintings, sculptures, drawing and other pieces I came to a rather interesting one; it was a painting with a white background and in the center of it was a black box. The title simply said “black box” apparently when you stare into it all your hidden feelings would be surfaced and your entire outside image would be swapped with your inner that is if you stared long enough you would find yourself.

Even though the idea seemed rather silly and the painting just a simple box I found myself not being able to look away. I had previously been in the room alone before, but now I felt this weird presence next to me. There was obviously someone standing behind me now or maybe next to me? But I just brushed it off sine I was in a public place and all, the fact that I didn’t want to look away from “the black box” didn’t help either.

Then I was snapped out of my trance like state as a pair of arms wrapped around my waist. I froze, unable to move out of whoever had hold of me. I could feel the muscle in their arms; they had to have worked out countless times on end to get them. Just when I thought I must’ve been going into panic mode I could feel his lips on my ear, breath hot on my skin. I shivered involuntarily. “Fancy meeting you here love.” a familiar voice almost sang into my ear, most likely at the fact he had startled me so much. 

I rolled my eyes, attempting to wiggle out of his grip but no such luck so instead I wiggled myself around so I was now facing him. He slid his arms around my lower back and pulled me closer, now our bodies-must to my discomfort-were pressed firmly together and our faces only inches apart. I scowled at Skylar and his cheerfulness, considering he kept me up all night and then interrupted my fine art viewing.

“What are you doing here?” I almost hissed at him. He was still holding his tight grip on me when a very stuck up French lady dressed in business clothes walked up to us and spoke quite fast to us before giving us a scolding look only after she had finished talking to us had I noticed that she spoke French. I had no idea what she said; I looked desperately to Skylar for help. He saw this and simply chuckled. After saying a few things to the rude lady she stuck up her nose and left.

“What did she say?” I asked confusion clear in my voice, even to me. He hesitated slightly, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand. This messed up his hair pretty bad in the back. “She asked us to leave.” he whispered to me, it almost looked as though he was blushing. I know that’s not all she said but I agreed and decided to wait till we got outside.

“Skylar? I know that she didn’t just ask us to leave. What else did she say? And let go of me!” I still struggled to get out of the grip he had around my waist, but it was no use he was too strong for me. I sighed and just gave up he was enjoying my struggle obviously since he was just laughing to himself. Weird right?

“Do you want the honest answer?” he asked sort of shyly. I nodded, crossing my arms and waiting for him to continue. “she said ‘you and your boyfriend need to leave, there is no public display of affection here allowed’ but when she realized you didn’t speak French she told me ‘sir I don’t care who you are you need to take your girlfriend and leave’ I apologized and told her it wouldn’t happened again.” he added the last part with somewhat of a smirk on his face and a mischievous glint to his eyes.

“Ugh, did you correct her saying that I wasn’t your girlfriend?” I asked while trying once again to push my grip from him, with no success. “no I didn’t, it would be bad for my image as a major star to be seen with some girl who isn’t my girlfriend.” laying on the theatrics pretty thick while saying this, then he turned to me and apologized for getting me kicked out, hmmm surprising.

“Let me make it up to you, here come with me.”

“Do I have a choice?”

“Nope.” he said popping the ‘p’

I rolled my eyes and let him drag me to wherever we were going; he so totally did owe me for getting me kicked out and embarrassing me.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- sorry for the wait again, ill try to upload tonight the rest just for being awesome readers (; and then ill make sure to not miss this Fridays well ill try my best, stupid lap top. -_- so enjoy comment vote feedback, all that jaz ^_-